Free Web NovelLu Qi trembled all over and nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pounding garlic.
"I understand...I understand..."
Taro Aso stood up with satisfaction, straightening his expensive suit as if he had just touched something dirty.
He turned and walked towards the stairwell.
After taking a couple of steps, he seemed to remember something, paused, and said without turning his head.
"Have your mother come to my ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) room tonight."
"I've been very irritable lately."
Lu Qi, who was lying on the ground panting, suddenly stiffened.
He lowered his head and buried his face deeply in his arms, his voice barely audible.
"......yes."
Zhou Huai almost burst out laughing.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing feelings, thoughts, and reflections
Back then, Lu Qi was incredibly arrogant in the East China Sea.
As the young master of the Zhou family and the grandson of the Liu family, he was surrounded by followers and acted arrogantly.
In front of her "useless" older brother, she did everything she could to mock and bully him.
Back then, his eyes always held a haughty disdain, as if the whole world should grovel at his feet.
But what about now?
Having come to this land of cherry blossoms, what is he anyway?
In front of unarmed ordinary people, he drove his sports car, swaggering around and venting his sense of superiority like a madman.
But when he was in front of his real master in Japan, he didn't dare to utter a single word.
They were beaten like dogs and trampled underfoot like trash.
He even personally sent his own biological mother to someone else's bed.
This is no longer the wealthy young master he used to be.
This is clearly a stray dog whose spine has been completely broken, and which can only survive by wagging its tail and begging for mercy.
Zhou Huai snapped out of his thoughts, feeling no sympathy, only a faint indifference.
What goes around comes around.
Lu Qi's current predicament is entirely his own fault.
At this moment, what Zhou Huai should pay more attention to is not Lu Qi or his mother Liu Yuru.
Instead, it was this man named Aso.
Tang Qi said he was a confidant of Kujo Hiroharu.
A person in a high position who enjoys the deep trust of Hiroharu Kujo would have access to absolutely the most crucial information.
Maybe we can use him to do something.
At this moment, a rather haphazard plan was quietly brewing in Zhou Huai's mind.
...
Night fell.
Taro Aso sat in his study, still busy making phone calls.
His study was decorated in an extremely luxurious manner, with a whole wall of bookshelves behind him, filled with all kinds of finely bound books with gold-embossed covers, but it seemed more like a pretentious decoration.
Be gentle.
Taro Aso kept his voice low, trying his best to remain restrained.
"The public opinion outside is already strong enough; we absolutely cannot kill anyone else."
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be making some kind of explanation.
Taro Aso frowned even more deeply.
"We can cripple them, we can injure them, let them bleed a little."
"Especially those ringleaders, they can be tortured properly as a warning to others."
"But don't kill him."
"Let's handle it this way."
After saying that, he hung up the phone in frustration and casually tossed the communicator onto the expensive solid wood desk.
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the study door.
"Come in."
Taro Aso didn't even look up, his tone unfriendly.
The door hinges clicked softly, and a graceful figure walked in.
A faint fragrance instantly filled the air.
Taro Aso subconsciously looked up, and when he saw who it was, a hint of surprise flashed in his small eyes.
Liu Yuru was wearing a tight-fitting black lace dress that perfectly accentuated her well-maintained, voluptuous figure, with a deep V-neck revealing glimpses of her alluring white skin.
This outfit was completely different from her usual dignified and elegant demeanor.
Taro Aso looked her up and down with some surprise.
"You seem a little different today?"
Liu Yuru smiled charmingly, walked slowly to him, and asked in return.
"What's different?"
Taro Aso's gaze roamed freely over her body, finally settling on her still charming face.
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Liu Yuru giggled, her voice carrying a hint of deliberate coquettishness.
"I want to change things up today."
Taro Aso subconsciously licked his dry lips, his eyes almost overflowing with desire.
I love you no matter what you are like.
Aso Taro walked up to Liu Yuru, all the annoyance on his face vanished.
He tried to keep his tone gentle.
Don't take what happened during the day to heart.
"Your son is so irresponsible."
"What time is it now? It's the crucial moment when Lord Hongzhi is about to unify the world."
"I just don't want any mistakes to happen."
"I treated him that way so that he would remember his place and understand his own identity."
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Liu Yuru chuckled: "Lord Aso has misunderstood. You should teach that brat Lu Qi a lesson."
"That puts my mind at ease."
As he spoke, Taro Aso closed the distance between himself and Yuru Liu.
The fragrance emanating from the other person made him lose his senses.
He slid his hand down and pulled Liu Yuru's plump shoulders into his arms.
As a result, they couldn't get the car moving.
It was as if the woman standing in front of him was not a weak woman.
It is a stone sculpture rooted deep in the earth.
"Um?"
The desire in Taro Aso's eyes faded somewhat, replaced by a hint of surprise.
He couldn't help but re-examine the charming woman before him.
The other person was also looking at him.
He said expressionlessly:
"Just talk, why are you resorting to physical violence?"
Taro Aso's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively took a step back.
wrong!
This reaction is wrong!
"you......"
Taro Aso pointed at her, the color draining from his face as he looked on in disbelief and astonishment.
"You're not Liu Yuru?"
"Who are you?!"
He turned and tried to run, intending to press the alarm under the desk to call the guards.
However, it was all too late.
A hand that appears fair and slender, yet carries the force of a thunderbolt.
*Smack!!!*
Liu Yuru delivered a powerful slap, landing squarely on Taro Aso's face.
Taro Aso is just a support class with little combat ability.
He had lived a life of luxury and indulgence, and his body had long been hollowed out by alcohol and women.
How could it withstand such a terrifying blow?
He didn't even have time to let out a scream.
He was like a spinning top that had been flung into the air, spinning twice in mid-air.
Several bloody teeth flew out of his mouth, tracing a gruesome arc in the air.
"Bang!"
His enormous body slammed heavily onto the expensive Persian carpet, rolled around a few times, and finally lay there face down, motionless.
It slapped him right to the ground.
